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I touched down Jo'burg still clad in my wedding dress, and believe me, I was more concerned of being on the soil, rather than those gazes which would turn my way, while Cameron and I made our way out the airport.

He had decided to be as crazed as I was, still in his suit, but he was better dressed than a lady who had sat through hours of flight in her wedding dress.

That was unheard of.

But it was no fault of mine, as Hugo had rang Cameron an hour after the wedding, stating that our flight was to leave before noon.

We barely had bid our farewell to the family, making leave to the airport to begin the trip of our honeymoon, and I could feel the excitement bursting in me all through the flight.

South Africa.

It was the first country which came to mind, when Cameron asked where I would love to spend our honeymoon.

It's a place I had longed to visit, since ten year old me watched all the media portrayed, it was a different place I sought to be in, and only a few hours after my fore